Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Croatia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Flamin' Groovies to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
the Germs,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
T.S.O.L.,
Bush Tetras,
Monks,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
Shoche,
Letta Mbulu,
Nils Olav,
Wolf Eyes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lower 48,
Tubeway Army,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
DJ Sneak,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Blackbyrds,
Basic Channel,
The Modern Lovers,
Sugar Minott,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
The American Breed,
Marmalade,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yaz,
Roxette,
Visage,
Erykah Badu,
Intrusion,
World's Most,
Magma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Smog,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultravox,
Zapp,
Brand Nubian,
Ponytail,
Todd Rundgren,
Cymande,
Jacob Miller,
Nas,
Gang of Four,
Urselle,
Fear,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Sheep,
Arthur Verocai,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.